Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1

Max Dorsey never imagined he’d wake up under a woman in a woman’s bed. Brielle snagged his collar and planted a wet kiss on his neck, ensuring she left a telling mark before releasing him.

“Morning, Uncle Max.”

After the greeting, she leaned in for a passionate good morning kiss on his lips.

Max’s hair was a tousled mess, his hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled, his hand playfully squeezing her neck. “Brielle, you’re quite bold.”

Taking him for a ride, she certainly was bold.

His grip tightened.

Brielle’s face turned a deep shade of red as she flashed him a charming, breathless smile, “Life is too short, better make every moment count, right?”

Max paused, a frosty glint in his eyes as he let her go and reached for his clothes.

“Uncle Max, where are you off to now?”

glance sent shivers down one’s spine. “Off to pick out a plot for you in the cemetery.

dilated, and she looked away sheepishly, “You’re really funny,

imposing figure with a black rosary bracelet giving him an otherworldly air. He was the Dorsey family’s fifth son, commonly known as The

His wrist bones were tense, and his dark eyes, slightly lowered, were tinted

licked her lips, “Is there also a coffin? It looks like you

I

had never encountered such an audacious woman. A few specks of ruthlessness surged in his eyes. His long finger lifted, tilting

was one of the most stunning in Beaconsfield. Describing her as breathtaking wouldn’t be an

want to

you are

have a flamboyant beauty, rather a delicate and soft air, her expressions

suddenly laughed, the harshness in his eyes receding, but his grip on her grew firmer. He tormented her until she winced in pain, his other

black rosary bracelet against her skin made her tense up. He wasn’t flirting: he was appraising

“Can’t Spencer satisfy you?”

Brielle’s fiancé,

for long. Spencer had been caught in bed with her best friend, and now Brielle had returned the

What a delightful game!

mean, Uncle Max? I assure you, there’s nothing untoward between